Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1265 - 1263: One Step, Ten Kills!

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Dongmen Yuanwu's eyes sharply narrowed, shooting out a cold light.

Because Lin Fan's expression was so relaxed, too at ease, as if he was just on a leisurely outing.

Even the Heavenly Clan's million-strong army didn't faze him.

He had never seen such an arrogant and reckless person.

Anyone who's heard of the Heavenly Clan's army.

Would be terrified out of their wits.

Lin Fan was the first person he had seen who could remain so calm in the face of a million-strong army.

Could it be that he got the wrong person?

Dongmen Yuanwu was stunned for a moment, and this question popped involuntarily into his mind.

However.

In the next second.

Pah! 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

His heart spat out viciously.

What the hell is Lin Fan!

He only killed Ling Wudeng, surely because Ling Wudeng was careless and underestimated this kid, giving him a chance.

Now, he certainly didn't underestimate Lin Fan either, but he had a million-strong army behind him.

Once they surged forward, even if Lin Fan sprouted wings, he wouldn't escape.

What the hell am I afraid of.

Dongmen Yuanwu sneered sinisterly.

"Kid, you're too arrogant. You're the first to not even take our million-strong Heavenly Clan army seriously. But once a person gets too arrogant, they'll pay the price, and this time, the price you pay might just be your life."

He spoke lightly, suddenly clenching his fist.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

Hundreds of soldiers beside him simultaneously raised their long spears, aiming at Lin Fan.

Each one fierce and malevolent, their faces twisted, as if fire was spewing from their eyes, glaring at Lin Fan brutally and savagely, ready to tear him apart at any moment.

Lin Fan glanced around.

He was already surrounded by hundreds, and one of them was running towards the military camp, presumably to fetch reinforcements.

By that time.

The million-strong army should surge like a tide, coming endlessly.

Humph.

This suits him perfectly!

Initially.

He did come here to warn the Heavenly Clan army not to act recklessly and seriously abide by the three-day agreement.

But upon seeing Dongmen Yuanwu's attitude here.

He knew if he didn't move against this group, once he left, the Heavenly Clan army would crush the Xuan Clan army.

Since that's the case, he couldn't be blamed for taking action.

You brought this on yourselves!

"Since you've decided to fight, stop with the nonsense. Hurry up, I still need to go back and rest."

Lin Fan yawned and stretched lazily.

Completely ignoring Dongmen Yuanwu standing before him.

Dongmen Yuanwu was so angry his nose twisted, rage burning within him.

"Kid, you think you can still go back? Prepare to die!"

His eyes widened, as if his eyeballs were about to explode.

However.

He didn't attack Lin Fan, but instead retreated rapidly.

In one breath.

He was outside the circle, standing with hands behind his back, watching with interest.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Hundreds of soldiers formed a circle, their long spears gleaming coldly, their faces filled with murderous intent.

Worthy of the Heavenly Clan army.

Dongmen Yuanwu gave an order, and hundreds of soldiers instantly formed a formation, clearly well-trained, closing in on Lin Fan step by step.

Ten to a team.

Instantly divided into dozens of squads.

Some squads were responsible for leading the charge, some for support, some to prevent escape...

Within squads, everyone assisted one another, attacking, defending, controlling in mutual support.

Heh.

Interesting.

Lin Fan smiled as he watched the dozens of squads approach.

He coldly scanned them.

Once again admiring the well-trained and disciplined Heavenly Clan army. No wonder they swept through Sumeru Continent without encountering any opponents.

Even he couldn't spot any flaw; every part was perfectly coordinated.

"Kid, today you'll get a taste of the long spear formation. We'll turn you into a sieve later, so don't cry for your parents then."

"Attack!"

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The ranks of hundreds of soldiers marched in unison, closing in on Lin Fan bit by bit.

Dust flew, murderous intent filled the air.

For a moment.

Everyone's bodies tensed, hearts leaped, and they were extremely nervous.

Sweat appeared on the palms gripping the long spears.

After all, they were facing Lin Fan, the one who slew Ling Wudeng.

Even though they were hundreds strong, they remained cautious, not daring to charge recklessly.

After all.

Nobody wanted to be the foolhardy bird.

However.

Lin Fan's mood was starkly different from everyone else's.

He not only wasn't nervous but appeared even more relaxed, stretching, yawning, twisting his neck, pulling his muscles without skipping a beat.

After completing an entire set of calisthenics, he looked around and found soldiers still moving sluggishly like ants towards him.

Lin Fan felt a bit impatient.

"Hey!"

A furious shout, like a thunderclap, startled the soldiers almost to the point of fleeing.

"Can't you move faster? I'm in a hurry. You think I'm really that idle? I'm very busy, in three days time I have to face Zhu Qilue, right now I just want to get a good night's sleep."

Lin Fan spread his hands, shouting helplessly, as if lamenting their inadequacy.

For soldiers who acted this timidly and still wanted to kill him.

Tch!

What daydreaming.

Upon hearing Lin Fan's words, Dongmen Yuanwu's face instantly fell, twitching fiercely.

His face felt hot, alternating between green and red.

"What are you staring there for?! Kill him quickly!"

Dongmen Yuanwu watched these dawdling soldiers, rage boiling, veins bulging, and roared like thunder.

The soldiers were startled, didn't dare not obey the General's command, and quickly quickened their pace.

However.

As their pace quickened, the formation loosened, and flaws instantly appeared.

Lin Fan smiled slightly.

"Since you don't want to come over, I might as well come to you."

As the words fell.

Zoom!

Lin Fan had already transformed into a shadow, dashing into the nearest ten-man squad.

"Ah—"

"Ah—"

...

Screams resounded one after another, severed limbs flew out from the squad, finally a head flew out.

In just a single breath.

The ten-man squad was annihilated, not one survived.

One step, killing ten!

Phew!

The remaining squads witnessing this gory and brutal scene drew a cold breath, even their breathing halted.

They had been to battle.

But this was the first time being at a disadvantage.

In only a breath, without even time to blink, ten lives were mercilessly taken away.

Is this guy even human?!

They had never been so passive before, and could even say never been beaten so bitterly.

So encountering Lin Fan's fierce attacks, they were naturally panicked, scared to death.

Looking back towards the rear, seeming to consider whether to flee.

"No escaping!"

Seeing the situation unfavorable, Dongmen Yuanwu hurriedly shouted, trying to restore morale.

"Anyone who dares to flee will be dealt with by martial law! Execution without mercy! All rush forward and kill Lin Fan, remember, you are the Heavenly Clan army, with millions of brothers backing you up!"

Have to say.

Dongmen Yuanwu's shout was full of enthusiasm, quite the morale booster, making people's blood boil.

Those soldiers who wanted to flee hearing this, firstly fearing martial law, secondly stirred by Dongmen Yuanwu's words.

Quickly dispelled the fear in their hearts, and turned their spears, roaring, charging towards Lin Fan.

"Kill!"